Size
(when grown) Small 25 lbs (11 kg) or less
Details
Not good with kids,
Good with dogs,
Good with cats,
Spayed or Neutered,
Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Adoption Fee: $150
Age: 10 years
Weight: 6 lbs.
Fostered in San Antonio, TX
Email: yorkietude@yahoo.com
Hi, my name is Willow, and my heart is somewhat of a ghost town. Until recently, I lived with the same mom and dad since I was old enough to remember. I know they loved me, but I spent a lot of time by myself and was never really socialized with people or other animals, and never received a lot of attention. So, I became this adorable little shell of dog that didn’t realize what it was to give and receive love.
Fast forward to 7 weeks ago, mom and dad realized they were too busy for me and surrendered me to Yorkie Haven Rescue. So, here I am now, at the mercy of the internet, with only my cuteness to lean on, in hopes of finding another set of parents to ween me into a different way of living. And I KNOW I'm cute because foster mom tells me all the time! I pretend like it doesn't matter but it makes me feel so good to hear it.
Currently, my potty habits aren’t the best, but with the help of my foster parents, I am getting better. I go straight out in the morning with the others and do my business. Sometimes during the day I will do my business outside, sometimes I go inside. It’s a work in progress. I currently wear those comfy diapers and that helps me hold it. As soon as mom bring me outside and takes it off, I go.
Since my love as a young pup was turned into a wasteland, I have very little social skills with people or other dogs. There are two other small dogs in my foster home and I’m co-existing with them fine and observing how dogs really act. I don’t care to play with them and could really be an only baby. I was kind of like a flower in a pot that’s never been watered, sitting out in the sun, lifeless inside. But, slowly, with the help of foster mom and dad, I’m learning to blossom. They are teaching me love and affection. Don’t tell foster mom, but I am more partial to foster dad. So, a sweet, gentle male figure in my next home is a MUST. I don’t really like to cuddle but will lie next to foster dad on the couch and will get in foster mom’s lap sometimes. I want to be close to my humans, but not too close. I’m hoping, with time, I become one of those obnoxious yorkies that follows you everywhere and has to be with their humans non-stop.
Once I arrived at my foster home, we visited the dogtor and he said that I needed a dental. I don’t ever remember having one of those before, and guess what, the teeth that I had left, HAD TO GO! Yep, I’m a toothless wonder now. Guess my teeth are another thing that didn’t get a lot of attention. It’s ok though, foster mom gives me soft food and soft treats, and they go down just fine. Actually, even though I don’t have any teeth, that doesn’t stop me from wanting the other dog’s food too. I’m a bit of a piglet. Foster mom puts me right in front of my bowl and stays there until we are all done so I won’t try to steal the others. I love my snacks!
I sleep well in my crate at night since that is what I was used to, and I go in there periodically during the day to take a nap with the door open. I think I’m eventually going to like getting in the big bed and sleeping there when my right family comes along. When Foster mom puts me in bed with her for naps I snuggle right in against her so she doesn't get lonely. I don’t really like to play with toys, so that should save you a good bit of money.
Foster mom works from home, so I’m not left alone much now. This is the total opposite from my last home. In my next home I choose for the life I’ve become accustomed to now. If you are looking for a social little princess, then keep on looking. It takes me a little while to learn to trust and love people and I’m just really not that interested in others. If I have a great mom and dad, my black book will be pretty full. I’ll learn to love them and I’m set in the human department. Also, I’m not huge in the affection department yet. I’m not really big on being held, don’t really like to give kisses, and a lot of the time, will choose to a dog bed on the floor where I can see my humans rather than in your lap. I’m really hoping you help change this aspect about myself. But SLOWLY please!
Normal household noises don’t seem to bother me although I'm not a fan of thunder or cell phone ring dings. When I hear the storm roll in I climb into my foster dad's lap so he can reassure me everything is going to be ok. They've changed their ringtones so they don't sound like a bell and I personally think we're all happier that way. Why listen to a bell when you can hear a soothing song or happy tune? And I’ll make some noise of my own, along with the other dogs if they are barking at something. My personality is timid and more unsure than cocky and confident.
I’m a really good girl that just needs someone to give me the time and patience I need to come out of my shell and learn how to be loved. Someone who is willing to help me, shape me, love me. In just the last 7 weeks, I don’t cower around foster mom and dad like I used to. And I would constantly hang my head low from being scared. I don’t do that anymore either. And now I do want to be near my people, not just on them yet. When my humans now come home from going out, I rush to them wagging my tail and get petted just like my foster siblings. And now when I’m put on the couch or chair with my humans, I stay longer and longer before retreating to the floor or dog bed. And, I’m getting a little better with the potty training, but please understand that this may take me a little while. So, if you aren’t ok with mistakes, I’m not the girl for you. I'm trying the whole exercise fad thing and humor my foster mom by taking walks with her but I walk VERY slowly so that she doesn't get too tired too quickly. I'm starting to enjoy sniffing the exciting things in the grass as we walk but I'm very thorough, so it takes a bit to move on to the next interesting smell.
If you are still reading my bio, you just might be in the market for a sweet, older, gentle, awkward, timid, shy, little lady who has years left in her. And, if you are still reading and smiling to yourself, knowing that you could give me all the things I need, I just might be in the market for YOU!